In Rogier van der Weyden's Annunciation The Holy Ghost enters the Virgin's chamber As a dove gliding on a beam of light— Prefiguring the coming act Through this illuminating penetration That leaves the purity of glass intact.
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We reached the car, and I held the door open for him, but he didn't climb in right away. He stood there rocking on his crutch, gazing off at the sky and the fields and the fall trees starting to go the color of sherbet